User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130319210814/@comment-3135907-20130322005355

Trogger, the mountain's resident mole, chuckles in his deep voice. "Ho urr, oi knows a way t' foind any tunnel, be et under ee urth or stone. Et be an owd moler trick, tho' it'd be gurtly `ard furr hares t' use et. Jus' check furr ee rumblens in ee groun', an' ye'll foin' thoi tunnel! If ee vibratinks be differnt than normal, then ye'll kno' whurr et be, boi `ow close ee rumblens be."

Feffle stares at him in astonishment. "How the dickens did y' find that one out, Trogger ol' earthwhacker?"

"Boi moi owd gran'mum, loike ev'ry moler."